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Smut Peddlers

The Red Light

  hip-hop  punk rock  punk  rap  hip hop
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Текст песни Smut Peddlers - The Red Light

Smut Peddlers - The Red Light слова песни

{*sample played in background throughout song*} "My world, is blue"[talking][Cage] The fuckin Trump..[Mr.E] Yeah cut it up, cut it up[Cage] This ain`t no, this ain`t no bright lights and big city[Mr.E] It`s dark alleys, red lights and no pity[Mr. Eon]I got it, locked, stocked, and two smokin bongsGot trees soaked and drawn, the mute grow dissolve drawnIndependent like Ralph NaderWhen I hate y`all like Dallas Cowboy tailgators[Cage]I used to cut up my armsNow 12 arms cut up my vinyl pawnsFuck fawn, I get embalmed on the johnThen step onstage for encoreStab the promoter with the pen from his Palm 4[Mr. Eon]East demenic, head dented, so deviousThe most mischievous, check out the sleaziestDeep in the dead of night, Peddlers getcha head rightThis here be a soundtrack for the Red Light[Cage]Lick the side of my mouth out, see the words, gouged outLetterin, hangin from the jaws, down stoutA verse in blood, that only hybrids seeAnd the non-creatives test my words fro HIV[Hook: Both] - 2XThis here ain`t no bright lights and big cityIt`s dark allies, red lights with no pityFor all-a y`all raw dawgs that get grittyStack ones, carry guns, and live shitty[Cage]You get the tip while I piss on the barcheckGive a bitch some head that I pulled out of a carwreckAm I angelic or just slightly off trackMy bones shift when my ripped off wings flap[Mr. Eon]Now it`s a damn shameDon`t even fuck with that bull that got Time Corpcoursin through his veinsEon`s called fierce, cuz he`s all weirdLeave the fuckin record all cut up like Paul Pierce[Cage]My pain pour, quicker than PaulPainful bulletholes that contain splinters from the front doorYou seen how I did ya dawgsSent `em home, souls collected, impaled on telephone poles[Mr. Eon]They all be catchin eights when I be slashin fakesMakin fun of me? I`m still pullin out on classmatesWith laser-guided missles that don`t missOh bitch, you don`t wanna test when I hold this[Hook: Both] - 2X[Mr. Eon]When the Earth is cast, it`s fuckin gun ashesWith different aspects of microphone spasticsFroze elastic, ass kissed the tragicsSwimmin through ya petty bullshittin life jackets[Cage]For the most glamorous eat this shit rawE.C. put Cage down like a sick dogNow kids fiend for my solo LPLike crack addicted Co-Flow fans, you just flee[Mr. Eon]Slayin drones, beat `em up with sticks and stonesStick with man-to-man, don`t fuck around with zonesIf I`m home or on neutral turf, when I blurtYou will hurt, this mics spurts when I smell dirt[Cage]I got a bullet with a name on it, dick got a blade on itLung got a stain on it, bottom-feeder get AIDS on itI drop shit for the crowds to figure outYou touch the mic the crowd`ll breath and pour they liquor out[Hook: Both] - 2X[Mr. Eon talking]The Starbuck, The Word KingAlchemist, Smut Peddlers, ah-haMy world.. is blue, Eastern Conference...

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